The Moores Chapter 5

Skye's eyes opened and she immediately squeezed them shut. There was a bright ray of sunshine beaming right to where she was laying her head. Damn it, who the hell forgot to pull the curtains shut. She groaned and buried her face further into Grant's shoulder.

Grant.

Her eyes opened again and she had to squint to ignore the sunlight that was streaming through the uncovered window. He was here, she could vaguely remember him coming back last night, but she had almost believed it was a pleasant dream. But, here she was lying in a bed, Grant's arm around her and Tommy between them being the only thing that separated their bodies.

Skye roamed her eyes up his chest surveying the familiar sight, though his shirt covered most of his scars, she still knew the exact places where they marred his body. Some she knew the stories behind, others she didn't. Of course he didn't know the stories behind them anymore.

Hers eyes trailed all the way to his face and she was met with his gaze. How long had he been awake? "What time is it?" His eyes never left hers, but she felt the grip on her hips tighten a moment before it relaxed.

"I don't know. Maybe 8:00." 8:00, that meant that Grant had probably been here awake for around three hours. It wasn't the first time that he had stayed in the bed after he had woken, to watch her or Tommy, but he had never stayed quite this long before. He was really shaken up, but what could Skye expect after the last couple of days.

"How much sleep did you get?" He looked tired there were the beginnings of circles under his eyes and his face seemed a little pale. She brought her hand up to his face to trace his cheek.

"I don't know, maybe a few hours." She smiled at him before nodding and gently dragging her hand to rest on the back of his head. She gently griped his hair in her hand. She gently scratched her nails through his hair. It was almost unbelievable how peaceful this moment was in the wake of all the past events.

"Tommy woke up about an hour and a half ago. I changed and fed him." So he hadn't been lying here this whole time. Skye felt the knot in her chest loosen a little at his words. He had taken care of Tommy, for a little while there she almost thought that he wouldn't want anything to do with him. Not out of no longer loving him, but out of fear.

"Dada." Tommy squirmed between them, apparently no longer content to not be the center of attention. She watched as his hand flew out with speed she didn't think he would have and his tiny fist made contact with Grant's nose. Grant made a tiny, oh so hilarious, yelping noise.

"Oh…" There was a shocked look on Grant's face and his hand that rested on her hip rose up to cup his nose. Tommy couldn't have hurt him. Then a smile broke out on Grant's face and he was laughing loudly.

Skye couldn't help but join in. It was so good, to hear him laugh, to laugh herself. Tommy's giggles joined their chorus. Leave it to Tommy to bring them together again.

Grant soon rolled to his back and swiftly slipped Tommy from the bed and into the air. He held him above his chest, the smile still graced his features, and he lowered Tommy and little closer to his face. "Did you want something?" Tommy continued to giggle as he reached out to grab Grant's nose. He laughed again, "Or do you just have a problem with my nose?" As if to answer his question Tommy gave Grant's nose a squeeze and Skye snorted. "Why you little…"

Grant rolled them to where Tommy laid on the bed and Grant was now the one hovering above them. Skye watched as Grant lifted their son's shirt and began to blow raspberries on his tiny tummy.

Tommy squealed with delight and laughter as Grant continued. Skye almost couldn't contain herself with the emotions that were flowing through her. She was almost overflowing with love and happiness; in this moment everything was perfect.

After another couple of seconds Grant pulled away and watched triumphantly as Tommy continued to squeal. He glanced her way and gave her a smile that made her breath hitch, he was happy.

Hating herself for having to break the moment Skye forced her hand on to Grant's shoulder. "How about you make breakfast, while I give him a bath." She knew that there was still so much to do, if Grant wanted to get his memories back there would be so much to do, but he seemed to be in a much better place than last night.

"Okay." He answered.

Skye wanted to kiss him, but she didn't want to press the issue. Yes, he was back, yes he wanted to be here, but she didn't know if he was ready for that. "I love you." She said and almost cursed herself for it right afterward. She didn't want to press the issue of a kiss, but she would blurt that out?

His face registered shock and Skye quickly scooped up Tommy and left the room, before she could hear his reply, or lack of one.


He was happy. Even with all the despair and confusion he was currently in, he was happy. When he had woken up after his few hours of sleep he didn't know what to feel. He watched Skye and Tommy, and it brought out feelings of calm and helped to stem the storm inside him. He was confused, but he knew that this was where he wanted to be, all parts of him, Alex and Grant.

When Tommy had woken he was almost too scared to pick him up again. But, he had carried him last night, and Tommy had not disappeared then.

When he had worked up the courage to pick him up, Tommy had responded to him as he had when he had still been Alex. Tommy still saw him as daddy. So he could still see him as his son, right?

He enjoyed the closeness to Tommy as he went through the process of taking care of his needs. When he had finished taking care of Tommy and had showered, he decided that it would be for the best to rejoin Skye in the bed. Or maybe he just wanted to.

When Skye had woken up and he finally got to see her eyes, everything felt better again. Not, normal, but better. He didn't think things would ever be normal again. Their laughter and fun made him happier than he had been since he had lost himself.

But then when Skye had said she loved him, he had blanked. His feelings went on mute and he couldn't respond, well not before she had left. It took him a moment before he could process his feelings. He was positive he would have responded with an affirmation. Alex loved her, Grant loved her, he loved her.

There was not one part of himself that didn't love her or Tommy.

When he went down stairs earlier that morning he had not bothered to clean up Skye's mess. It was pretty bad now that he really took the time to see it. He glanced back up the stairs, Tommy was being rowdy this morning, it would probably take her longer than normal to bathe him. He could probably clear at least the floor and make breakfast before they finished, Skye would probably want a shower herself.

15 minutes later he had cleared the floor in the living room and in the kitchen and was making scrambled eggs. There wasn't much food, but he was able to find eggs and bread. So scrambled eggs with toast it was. He placed a couple of glasses on the bar and retrieved the milk from the fridge, if Skye wanted something to drink it would have to do.

"Hey, looks good." He looked up, he hadn't heard her come down the stairs. It seemed Grant Ward's senses were come and go. Skye smiled at him from across the bar, her hair was still wet from her shower and he found himself feeling as Alex had when he first saw Skye, again. He couldn't describe how beautiful she was.

"So where did you put his high chair? Do you remember?" The high chair… There was one in the car yesterday, wasn't there? Where had Alex put it?

He searched through the memories. "Broom closet." He answered. He turned on his heel and walked across the kitchen to where the small broom closet was. When he opened the door he fumbled for a moment with the pull string for the light. When he could see inside he found the high chair resting against the back wall of the closet.

He brought it back out and set it in front of the bar. Skye stepped beside him and slid Tommy down into the seat. Once he was situated Skye walked past him and brushed his arm across his back as she did. He followed after and took the seat beside her. She had already dug into to her food, she was hungry, of course.

He reached for the milk and poured them both a glass, before placing it back on the table. He ate his eggs, though he didn't really enjoy them. Alex had never understood why he didn't like eggs, but now he thought it probably had something to do with Ward.

Skye reached for the butter across the bar, but she couldn't quite reach it so she had to lean further into him to decrease distance. He smirked and reached out to grab it with one hand while wrapping his other arm around her. He handed her the butter and unconsciously placed a kiss on her temple as he did.

It was something his body was so used to doing that it had just happened. Not that he hadn't enjoyed it, he just didn't know if it was a conscious choice he would make at the moment. If he kissed her, what would happen?

What would she do if he just did it? If he could pretend that he was really just Grant Ward agent of .E.L.D. and there was no Hydra or Garret and he kissed her, how would she react? It wasn't something Ward could risk, but he could speculate as long as it was all compartmentalized afterwards. Would she kiss him back?

"Robot?" He turned around and found Skye standing next to the punching bag looking as if she was still half asleep.

"You're late, 75 pushups, go." She scoffed in disbelief, her hands came to rest on her hips.

"75?"

"15 for every minute you're late. You're 5 minutes late." She made another noise of protest, but Ward met her glare with a stern look that would put anyone into their place.

Their eye contact broke as she descended to the floor to begin her pushups. Ward wondered if she would make that noise of protest if he kissed her, or if she would make other more enjoyable noises instead.

Put it in a box.

Skye smiled at him from where she sat. His face was still pressed against her head. That memory had only lasted a second, it had felt longer. He pulled back and began to numbly eat his meal again.

Grant Ward just had to pop in and ruin his happy moment with one of his own. "So I've been thinking." Skye interrupted his thoughts when she spoke. "If you want to, unlock your memories. To remember everything, tell me now." She was watching him for a reaction, trying to read him.

"Yes, I do." He did, he wanted to remember. He wanted to be a whole person again, but most importantly he wanted to be able to protect Skye and Tommy. He could if he just remembered.

"Okay, well I'm gonna have to make a few calls, maybe do a little hacking. But, I'll figure it out." She smiled at him and he returned it, she was helping him. Helping him remember and so helping him to be able to protect them all.

She reached out and grabbed his hand and he returned her squeeze. He may not be sure of many things, but he was sure of this. "But, for today… This is Tommy's first time ever being at the beach. So what do you say we go out and have a little bit of fun?"

Tommy seeing the beach for the first time, experiencing it, he wanted to be a part of that. A day of spending time with them at a beach, it sounded like something that couldn't possibly be happening after everything going on. But, it was probably something that they all needed, something that he needed. He smiled.

"Sounds like a plan."


Coulson was sure of only a few things in his life. After all that had happened over these years and becoming director, those things had significantly become fewer and fewer. Just recently another one of his certainties had become false. He never, never, would have thought Daisy would have been able to do what she had over the past 5 years.

He thought she had hated Ward. But, she had married him, had his baby and now she had turned against her family. Had left them defenseless against attack and went on the run with the man he had though she hated.

Yes, that was one less certainty for him.

Now, what was left to do was to figure out what her next move would be. Which seemed more obvious as the time passed by. She would bring him back, Grant Ward. Alex Moore would not be able to help her on the run, but Grant Ward he would be able to not only help but be able to teach her a thing or to as well.

However, Coulson was also aware that there were seldom few ways to bring Grant Ward back successfully and the best option was in this very facility. Daisy wouldn't risk that. Not with Ward the way he was and a baby with them, no matter how powerful she was.

She would look for other options and Coulson needed to figure that out before she did. But, first he would try and stop her before she made her move. He needed a team, one that could hunt them down and bring them into custody before Ward was back.

He thought he had a good one in mind.


Tommy squirmed in his hands as he tried to pull out of his grasp. He held Tommy at the edge of the water letting the wave come up to his son's knees. Tommy kicked at the water and splashed it around as much as he could. He kept his grip firm, he couldn't have Tommy getting away, the waves weren't strong but they would still wash Tommy away with ease.

"Dada, go." His son demanded from his arms.

"Let go?" He laughed, Tommy was stubborn just like his mother. He smiled down at him where he was squirming and kicking at the water. "How about up instead?" He swiftly lifted Tommy into the air and raised him above of his head.

He spun around in the sand and watched as Tommy's face lit with excitement. He turned a couple more times and listened to Tommy's laughter before he came to a gentle stop. He smiled as Tommy's laughter continued and brought him down closer to his bare chest.

He had never really enjoyed the beach much, or maybe he had, who was to say. But, he was enjoying Tommy's reactions to the beach more than anything else. He walked out further into the ocean, he could her the squeals of other families down the beach, but he ignored them. Right now there was no one around but him, Tommy, and Skye.

When he got about knee deep he stopped, he wouldn't go any further and risk Tommy. He looked around, the ocean was huge, it reminded him how small Tommy really was. "Let's go back to Mama, okay?"

Tommy had been playing in the water for around twenty minutes that was enough for now. He turned and headed back to the sand where Skye was lounging on a towel. She had a disposable camera in her hands and had been taking pictures all morning. When he had asked her about it she had given him a disbelieving look. Then went on to explain that it was Tommy's first time on the beach there was no way she wasn't getting pictures.

Skye snapped another picture of them as they walked up. She smiled as they got closer and sat up reaching her arms out for Tommy.

He placed Tommy in her hands and watched as she brought him to her lap. She kissed the top of Tommy's head before reaching her hand out towards him. He took her hand and linked her fingers through his own, then allowed her to pull him down beside her.

He shifted to wear she sat in front of him and her smooth back pressed against his chest. He wrapped one of his arms around her waist and let his hand come to rest on her bare stomach. "You're wet." She complained but he could hear the smile in her voice, so he pressed himself closer against her.

"Hey!" She laughed and tried to squirm away from him, but he tightened his grip and pulled her closer.

"What's the point of going to the beach if you're not going to get wet?" He asked, before mentally cursing himself for setting up such an obvious joke.

"Who says I need to come to the beach for that?" He groaned and laid his head on her shoulder. She was exasperating and he was sure that it would never change. She settled against him not bothering to smother her chuckles. At least he still had this. He may not be able to tell you who he was, but he knew he had people who cared.

"Let's play with Tommy in the sand before we eat lunch." He looked up from her shoulder and met her eyes, they were filled with mirth and joy. It was contagious. He reached around her to pulled out the pail and shovel that she had packed in one of their bags.

"I'll go gets some water." She gave him a nod before returning her attention to Tommy who was now slapping the tiny plastic shovel on the sand and causing it to fly everywhere. He laughed before he went to head for the water. "Hey, wait." He turned back when she called. "Take a picture of me and Tommy before you go."

He took the camera for her outreached hand. Skye smiled and pulled Tommy closer to her effectively cutting him off from the sand. Tommy whined and scrunched up his face just as he took the picture of them. "Oh, that one will be a keeper."

"Shut up." Skye replied, though her tone was full of humor, and took the camera from him. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender before he went back to his objective of feeling the pail with water.

The day was going better than he could have imagined, or better than Alex could have. Alex had pictured how his time on the beach with his family would go, it was better than what Alex had thought. When he made it back to where they sat Skye was stopping Tommy from putting who knows what into his mouth.

"No, Tommy. We don't eat… Whoa, what is that? How did you…? Hurry let Mommy have it." He smiled as her eyes widened and she quickly used a napkin to pull whatever it was from Tommy's hand. She tossed it across the sand and grabbed another napkin to clean his hand.

He laughed from where he had stopped to watch them and quickly made it the rest of the way. "What did he have?" She glared up at him and continued to wipe Tommy's hand.

"Don't ask. Hurry let me have some of that water." He placed the bucket on the sand next to her and she quickly dipped the napkin inside. "Let's just say, people should clean up after their dogs when they take them for a walk on the beach."

"Oh." He tried to hold back his smile, but failed to. The whole situation was hilarious, to him at least.

"Yeah, yeah, you wouldn't be smiling if you were the that had to stop him." He suppressed his grin and sat by them. She finished cleaning Tommy's hand and tossed the napkin to lay next to the other one.

"Well you stopped him before he could put it in his mouth. So you should be happy." He leaned closer to her and placed a single kiss on her shoulder, something Alex had often done to assuage her. "Let's make a sand castle how about that?"

She glanced at him before looking back at Tommy, no doubt making sure he wasn't about to put anything else in his mouth. "Sure, that is after I come back from washing our hands."


Tommy was napping in his stroller now. There were almost no other families on the beach, they almost had it to themselves. Skye had yet to get into the water, it wasn't because she didn't want to. She hadn't worn a bikini for nothing, she just couldn't let her guard down enough to truly have a lot of fun.

It wasn't likely that they would have found them yet, but it didn't hurt to be conscious. After all she had to watch out for all of them. Grant wasn't able to yet. It was strange now that he had learned the truth he was no longer asking questions. It was almost like he was just taking the day moment by moment.

Which couldn't be true, he was probably just trying to stay afloat.

Then there was Tommy and she had to constantly keep an eye on him, or he was trying to crawl away or putting something else in his mouth. She didn't have a lot of time to focus on much of anything else, but now that Tommy was asleep she could officially shift some of her attention elsewhere.

Grant was acting fairly like how he normally would when he was Alex, but there were other times when he would get quiet and it would remind her of his previous self. She was just glad that he wasn't acting like he had been yesterday before he left. Like he didn't know anything and that he didn't want to be around her.

He wanted to remember. That was a step in the right direction, right? She had been worried before about Grant coming back and she couldn't lie to herself and say that she still wasn't, but it was still for the best to get him back. For all of them.

Her thoughts were cut short, cause she was being lifted by strong arms and carried away. She would have gone on the offensive if she hadn't recognized the arms that held her by her waist. "No, Grant!" She screamed and laughs erupted from her throat.

She tried to wiggle out of his grip, much as Tommy did earlier, but he was strong. Soon they were in the water and he was swinging her around before going down on his knees and immersing her into the water. "I told you, you had to get wet at the beach." She scrambled in his arms, but he kept her in the water. She struggled in his arms until they were both on their feet and chest to chest. He was laughing and she was too.

Their bodies pressed together like this made her breathless and her heart was beginning to beat faster. He pulled her closer and she wrapped her arms around his neck. She glanced over his shoulder and made sure Tommy was still alright, before looking back into Grant's eyes. "And I believe I told you I didn't need to be at the beach for that to happen." Her grin turned wicked before she went on her toes and brought her mouth within an inch of his own, before she stopped. No, she couldn't. He would have to be the one to initiate anything like that. He had to make the choice.

She went back down on her heels and smiled up at him. He was clearly confused about why she had stopped and that was good. Sure he had gotten close to her on his own and had even gave her small kisses here and there, but this was still up to him.

Skye brought her arms down from around his neck and instead linked one of her arms through his. "C'mon we can't leave Tommy unattended." She pulled him back with her across the water and quickly made her way back to where Tommy napped. It was fun getting into the water, but they should never leave Tommy alone like that.

"Let's head back to the house." She turned and found Grant watching her and Tommy and gentle look in his eyes.

"Okay."

After they had packed everything and walked the short distance back to the beach house, Skye had switched Tommy from his stroller and into a bassinet, they didn't have a new crib for him, in the master bedroom. She would have stayed and watched him sleep for a while, but it was probably for the best if she got cleaned up and started making a head way on getting Grant's memories back. They would have to give Tommy another bath after he woke up.

She walked by the bathroom door and could hear the shower running, Grant must have been using it. It was tempting, the thought of joining him. Their little monkey business on the beach had made her wet in more than one way. He could definitely help her with that little problem, but no, she had let him decide if he was ready.

How ironic was that she couldn't get any from her husband, just because she wasn't sure if he was ready to. Instead of staring at the bathroom door any longer she turned making a quick stop in the room to grab some clothes and headed down the stairs. She would use the bathroom down stairs to get cleaned up.


Fitz fidgeted under Kara's stare. She had been watching him for the past 10 minutes and it was agonizing. They had finally gotten everything locked down last night and now he was working with everyone to get the system back online. It was hard to do with Kara's constant look.

What did she want? He was sure he had watched her do the same thing to Mack and then Lincoln earlier. She was obviously going after the people she felt were closest with Skye. Fitz wasn't stupid, he had heard all of the rumors floating around about Skye.

Kara had come back after this all had happened and she was obviously trying to find out how it had. It was lucky for him that she had went after Mack and Lincoln first, it gave him time to prepare himself. Not that it really helped.

Once again he was thankful that Skye had made them keep their distance at work, it wasn't like they didn't talk to each other, but they had to act like their relationship was strained just as hers was with the rest of the old team.

He finally glanced up to meet Kara's gaze and he tried to school his expression. "D-Did you need something Kara?" Damn, his stuttering came back when he was nervous. She raised one eyebrow at his tell and smirked.

"Look, I know you know what's going on. It's just a matter of time before you spill everything." Her eyes unnerved him and he quickly averted his gaze. She was almost as bad as May. He picked back up the tool he was currently using, or trying to at least, and tried to get back to work.

"I don't, ehem, I don't know what you're talking about." He shot her a quick look. "I know about as much as you do… I swear." He voice rose in pitch and he cursed himself. He had prepared himself to lie to Coulson, but Kara was a whole other matter.

He heard nothing, but soon she was standing very close to him. He jumped in surprise. "Don't lie to me Fitz." He didn't bother to look at her, he knew what he would see in her steel gaze.

"What's that Jemma?!" He turned in his seat and stood. "Okay, I'm coming!" He jogged as fast as he could without making it look like he was running away, which he most definitely was. Only an idiot would believe that Jemma had actually called him and Kara was no idiot.

He chanced a glance behind his shoulder to see her standing in the labs doorway with a knowing smirk on her face. She had let him get away, but she wouldn't again.

Bloody hell.


He glared at the tiles of the bathroom floor, Skye was so hard to figure out sometimes. From his many memories of Alex Moore, he could tell when she was interested in certain things and when she wasn't. And this afternoon on the beach she was giving him all the signals that she had wanted him.

So why had she pulled away? Yes, it was not the best time or place for it and they had to watch Tommy, but what harm could one kiss had done. Didn't she want to? He wanted to. He glanced back up from the floor and met his reflection in the mirror.

Alex would have shaved by now, the stubble on his face was growing more pronounced, but he didn't really want to. He liked the stubble, he didn't know why, but he did. Maybe that was why Skye didn't want to kiss him. She didn't like facial hair?

There was a knock at the door, he turned. "Hey, Grant you've been in there awhile. You okay?" Skye's voice came in loud from the other side of the door. She was calling for him; he was already semi-used to being called Grant while he was Alex. It seemed now that he knew he was actually supposed to be someone else she wasn't bothering to refer to him as Alex anymore.

"Yeah, I'll be right out." He answered and grabbed the towel hanging on the rack to wrap it around his hips. He heard her shuffle on the other side and walk away. He should get dressed. He opened the door, the room was empty save for Tommy asleep in the basinet, she must have left to give him privacy. Since when did Skye give him privacy while he changed?

He shrugged on some clothes quickly and stopped to check on Tommy. He was still asleep; they should get him up soon so they could clean him up. For now, he could sleep. He left the room and headed out into the hallway, where he could hear Skye moving around downstairs.

When he made it down the steps he found Skye sitting on the couch her laptop in her lap. She was concentrating pretty intensely on the screen and her fingers were flying across the keyboard. It was impressive, she was amazing when she got her hands on a computer. But, she was amazing anyway.

"Yes!" She smiled and raised her arms up in victory. "Oh, I am damn good." She quickly placed the laptop down on the couch and jumped to her feet. She was dancing and not at all seductively. Her arms were flailing and she was more jumping than anything else, but it was adorable.

He smiled and chuckled a little giving himself away. She stopped as soon as she heard him and light blush was dusting her cheeks. "I'm glad you're here. I know what we need to do to get your memories back." She dashed over to him and grabbed his arms. Heat filled his body at her touch. She turned to face where she had come from and pointed to her laptop. "Grant you would be so impressed I totally hacked-"

He couldn't take it anymore. He turned her back around and bent down to capture her lips in a kiss. She responded almost immediately and grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled herself closer. He groaned at the contact. He licked across the seam of her lips and she opened them to allow him entrance.

He had done this a million times before, but it felt so new to him, her kiss. The inside of her mouth was warm and inviting and tasted like coffee she must have been drinking. She pulled her mouth away and he tried to follow. He heard her laugh and he opened his eyes to meet her smile. She stood up her toes and began to pepper kisses up his neck until she reached his ear.

She lightly bit his ear just enough to sting than soothed in with her tongue. He moaned out her name and she pulled back again. "Grant, you got me all wet again." She teased. Damn. He reached out lifted her so she could wrap her legs around him. He kissed her again and again tasting her sweetness and pressed her against the wall. She moaned when one of his hands came up to squeeze one of her breasts.

A ringing noise broke through the haze that surrounded them and forced them to break apart. He continued his mission of trying to get her to make those noises again and laid kisses down her neck and pulled her shirt to the side so he could gain access to her clavicle. "Grant…" She moaned again and blood rushed from his brain. "I have to get that."

She pushed his head away from her and he looked up to meet her heated gaze, she wanted to continue. So why stop him? "You have to put me down." Her voice was breathless and aroused him more. "Baby, I have to get it." She slipped from his arms and landed lightly on the ground. He watched as she walked over to her bag and retrieved a phone he had never seen before.

She gave him a quick smile before she stepped around him and into the downstairs bathroom. He watched her the entire way.


"Oh, you better have a damn good reason for calling me right now." He had interrupted them and now she could barely think straight. It was the first time Grant had touched her like that in nearly a week and dammit if she wasn't in dire need of the attention.

"I'm sorry, but… but something is happening right now." His words sent a chill through her system calming down her hormones for the moment. "Kara, Kara she is trying to get me to tell her what's going on and…" He stopped for a moment. Kara?

She had been gone on a mission when this had all went down, of course she would want to know what's going on. Shit, if she was to find out she would come after them for sure. She was still over protective of Grant and if she found out what Skye had done, there was no telling how she would react. "I don't know how long I can keep what happened from her. I mean I could keep Tommy and everything from her, but not what happened a couple days ago."

"Fitz…" His breathing was coming in short bursts, just as hers had been a moment ago, his for an entirely less pleasing reason. "Fitz calm down. It's okay." It took a moment for him to calm down, when he finally did she continued. "Look okay, I get it. Kara can be scary. I know."

"Ya think!" He snapped and Skye had to roll her eyes at his dramatics.

"Just so you know, I totally rolled my eyes at you. Anyway, look just try and avoid her for as long as possible and when she corners you" she could imagine him wincing at that. "Just tell her that I caused the shutdown, just try to leave Grant being the reason out of it."

He scoffed. "Oh, yes Skye that is a great plan and please regale me how I am supposed to do that." She sighed and had to force herself not to snap at him. He really could have picked a better time to freak out on her.

"I don't know just tell her that, I was pissed that my time off got taken from me, so I just did it." Even when she told him the excuse, she knew that no one would ever buy that. It was weak, but she really couldn't think of another reason that could ever make since. "Or tell her you don't know why, but please just try."

"I… I can try." She felt a little bit of relief at his words. "I, but I think Coulson is going to do something soon. Whether we get the system back up or not." His warning made her frown. Of course Coulson would plan something, but she had covered their tracks fairly well so far, so there was really no reason that she should worry more than she already is.

"Thanks for the warning Fitz." She smiled a little, he would always have her back wouldn't he. "Hey, were going to be on the move again tomorrow. I think I know a way to get him his memories back. I call you in a couple days, the same time I said I would."

"Be safe."

"No promises." She hung up after that. Things were happening fast, faster than she would have liked. Hell she would have liked for none of this to have happened. Yes, she had thought about wanting Grant back, but not at this price. Nothing she ever did seemed to go right.

She stepped out of the bathroom and into the small area behind the stairs. The water was running in the kitchen and she followed the sound to find Grant bathing Tommy in the Kitchen sink. Tommy splashed the soapy water around him and it went up all around and landed on Grant. Soap bubbles laid on top of his head. It was a sight to see. "Who was on the phone?" He didn't turn away from what he was doing when he asked.

Skye debated on whether she should tell him what was going on, but having him more informed on the situation would make things easier. "Fitz." He stopped for a moment before continuing what he was doing. He cleaned between Tommy's toes and he giggled. "He called to warn me that someone may be coming after us." He stopped again and finally turned to look at her. There was fear evident on his face and she didn't think it was for himself. "Don't worry, we won't be here much longer. I mean I wanted to stay for a little longer than a couple of days, but I guess will have to move… Especially since I know how to get your memories back."

His face smoothed out with her news. She couldn't tell what he was thinking anymore. She hoped that he would be at least a little happy about the news. He turned and picked Tommy up from the sink and wrapped a towel around him. "When do we leave?"

She exhaled the breath she was holding and diminished the distance between them. "Tomorrow morning."


Skye was asleep next to him; her back was pressed into his chest. Tommy was in the basinet instead of the bed tonight and it allowed them to be closer than the past couple of nights. There was so much going on now, this past day it almost seemed like nothing more than a good dream. Maybe an illusion.

Or perhaps it was just a short reprieve to give them strength to handle what was to come. Someone was coming after them, it wasn't hard to believe seeing how they had to run because people were after them in the first place. Because of him or who he used to be.

Skye moved in her sleep and snuggled up closer to his chest. She felt perfect, his arm went to lay across her waist, and he pressed his face into her hair. It smelled like citrus from her shower earlier. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep again.

Coulson was easy enough to fool, he wanted to see the best in everyone. All Ward had to do was play the broken young man in the need of a father figure and Coulson was eating it up. Just looking for the chance to fix him, to make a connection with him.

It was almost too easy-

His eyes opened and he quickly scanned the room. That memory, that memory he didn't care for. There was more to Grant Ward than he liked. There was a darkness and he didn't know if he wanted that back.

He pulled himself up carefully, making sure he didn't wake Skye. He couldn't sleep, every time he shut his eyes more memories would come. He didn't want that, not when they made no sense and he couldn't put them in order. As quietly as possible he left the room and went down stairs. He needed some air, that was how he found himself out on the balcony that led to the beach.

It was dark, but the stars made it bright enough to see his surroundings clear enough. There was no one out on the beach and the light reflecting off the surface made an inviting sight. He could use a good run. It would hopefully keep his mind occupied and away from his past.

Should he tell Skye? He could be back before she woke, there was really no need to wake her. If something were to happen she could protect herself and Tommy better than he ever could. They would be fine if he was gone for just a little while. He walked back in and grabbed his shoes off the floor. He would go for a run.


A.N: There's another chapter. I'm glad everyone liked the last couple so much, thanks for all the great reviews. I tried to make this one a little happier than the last couple. I think the Ward family needed a little break. Once again, let me know if you liked it.